Owl post - Part 2

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Harry shifts uncomfortably from one foot to the other, while looking at a dumbfounded Malfoy. Maybe he should have thought this whole thing through first. He apparated over here without even thinking of how he would explain to Malfoy what he’s doing here, how he even knows where Malfoy lives. There’s no way he can tell him he followed his owl one day, not being able to contain his curiosity any longer. It’s a wonder Malfoy didn’t spot him on his broom that day.

“Potter,” Malfoy simply says.

“Um,” Harry begins, “you’re probably wondering what I’m doing here.”

The sound of Harry’s voice seems to shake Malfoy out of his trance. His whole body tenses and his eyes narrow.

“How did you find me?”

Harry smiles awkwardly and scratches the back of his neck.

“Well, that’s a funny story, actually,” Harry laughs nervously. “Do you think I could tell you over a cup of tea?”

“This is just like you,” Malfoy growls, “inviting yourself in like that. Does it ever occur to you, oh mighty Saviour, that other people have lives of their own and don’t answer at your beck and call?”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Harry snorts, “am I keeping you from staring at your wall all day?”

Harry inwardly flinches. He didn’t mean to say that. His mind just snapped. Like it used to, whenever Malfoy was around. Maybe he will have to change tactics and just try to be… charming? But how does one do that exactly?

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littlebluewhalen  asked:

Hey there. I'm 16 and am seriously considering a career in literature. I love writing. I write all the time, and sometimes I even look at my life or those around me as if I'm a narrator. I love to create feelings and help people. However, I feel that a career as an author is too unrealistic and I'll get nowhere with it. I mean, I'm no John Green or J.K. Rowling. Do you have any advice?

Hello there~ ♥︎

I’m happy you sent me this message, because it gives me a chance to talk about something that a lot of people don’t realize. So, let’s start with the tough question:

Do you seriously believe that John Green or J.K. Rowling knew they were going to ‘get anywhere’ with their writing?

I don’t know about John Green’s origin story, but I do know J.K. Rowling’s, so let’s take that one for example.

Do you seriously believe that J.K. Rowling knew how successful her books were going to be? Do you think she knew she would end up living in a castle? Do you think that thought even came close to her mind when she was writing 'Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone’ in the back of her car? Do you think she thought she was going to be a billionaire when she, and her children, were “as poor as you could be in Britain without being homeless”?


By the way… do you happen to know how many times 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone’ was rejected by publishers? Over 100 times. Let that sink in– actually, no don’t let it sink in, let me drive that point home. OVER ONE HUNDRED PEOPLE, WHOSE JOB IS TO LOOK AT BOOKS AND SAY “CAN WE MAKE A PROFIT ON THIS?” LOOKED AT THAT BOOK AND SAID “NO WAY.”

Over. 100. People.

Do you know what makes an author? It’s not talent. Talent is as cheap as table salt. The stuff that makes or breaks writers is dedication: ruthless, reckless dedication.

Do you think J.K. Rowling thought about giving up when the first rejection letter came in the mail? What about the 10th? What about the 50th? What about the 99th?

Ruthless, reckless dedication.

That’s what you need if you want to be successful as a writer. Actually, that’s what you need to be successful at anything. You dedicate yourself fully to it, and you keep going regardless of what people tell you, what things may happen to you, and what your fears may tell you.

Ruthless, reckless dedication.

I will leave you with a quote by R.A. Salvatore. This quote gets a lot of flak because it’s not pretty, or feel-good, but it’s true as hell:

“If you can quit, then quit. If you can’t quit, you’re a writer.”

You want to make a career as a writer, as anything? Dedicate yourself fully to it, work hard and be proud of what you make, and (above all) never stop.

OK but everyone recognises Harry right? He’s Harry Potter. Of course they do.
How many witches & wizards do you think he’s encountered without even knowing?

That one dinner lady who always slipped him an extra bit of pudding

That old man who passed him the £2 coin he must have dropped. (He didn’t remember even having any money?)

The shopkeeper in the newsagents who always had a smile when Harry walked in, much to his surprise. (Harry wasn’t used to people being happy to see him)

Just small, everyday kindnesses for the Boy Who Lived.